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Apple: https://music.apple.com/de/album/sieben-monde/1768679764?i=1768679765
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Lyrik: (The English translation is below the German lyrics)

Worte wie Goldfäden weben mich ein
Hüllen mich in Nebel, fremd und doch so mein
Tintenschwarze Tropfen, Gedanken zerfallen
In meinen Augen, in Kaskaden, in neue Gestalten

Er trägt mich fort
Zu Balkonen mit Himmel aus Rosenquarz
Ich, schwerelos in seiner Hand
Wie eine Feder im Sturmestanz

Sieben Monde hält er für mich
Mit Fingern, die Melodien malen
Schenkt mir die Sonne als Licht
Sommer und Schwalben, die ohne Ziel strahlen
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)

Er flüstert, ich sei sein Meisterstück
Kostbarer als tausend Sternenschätze
Das lebendigste Bild, das er erschuf
In seinem Herzen der erste und letzte Platz

Seine Worte, Wirbelstürme in meinem Verstand
Lassen mich taumeln, vergessen jeden Halt
Silben, die meine Geschichte neu dichten
Formen mich zur Frau, wild und ungebannt

Er baut mir Paläste aus Luftspiegelungen
Für Augenblicke bin ich seine Königin
Dann fall' ich zurück, fall' zurück
Zu meinem alten Ich, wo einst alles begann

Sieben Monde hält er für mich
Mit Fingern, die Melodien malen
Schenkt mir die Sonne als Licht
Sommer und Schwalben, die ohne Ziel strahlen
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)

Er flüstert, ich sei sein Meisterstück
Kostbarer als tausend Sternenschätze
Das lebendigste Bild, das er erschuf
In seinem Herzen der erste und letzte Platz

Und ich kehre zurück, Worte wie Schmetterlinge
Worte, die mehr als Worte sind, ewig in mir
Tintenschwarze Tropfen, Gedanken neu entstehen

English translation:
Words like gold threads weave me in
Cover me in fog, strange and yet so mine
Ink-black drops, thoughts disintegrate
In my eyes, in cascades, into new forms

He carries me away
To balconies with a sky of rose quartz
I, weightless in his hand
Like a feather in a storm

Seven moons he holds for me
With fingers that paint melodies
He gives me the sun as my light
Summer and swallows that radiate without aim
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)

He whispers that I am his masterpiece
More precious than a thousand star treasures
The most vivid image he has created
In his heart the first and the last place

His words, like hurricanes in my mind,
make me reel, forgetting all support.
Syllables that rewrite my history
form me into a woman, wild and unbound.

He builds me palaces out of mirages
For moments I am his queen.
Then I fall back, fall back
to my old self, where it all began.

Seven moons he holds for me
With fingers that paint melodies
The sun gives me as light
Summer and swallows that shine without end
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)

He whispers that I am his masterpiece
More precious than a thousand star treasures
The most vivid image he has created
In his heart, the first and the last place

And I return, words like butterflies
words that are more than words, eternal in me
ink-black drops, thoughts newly arising

Sieben Monde

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man

Listen to Little Man: @user-474544459

(Sorry for the way I sing Chamber.. It came out in Norwegian /English 😂)

Lyrics:

Deep inside me I have a secret place
No one knows about it
You can't see it on my face
There I can hide what I don't won't you to see
Love and anger
The truth about me..

Chorus:
In my little Chamber, my secrets are safe
And maybe one day I will take you to that place
Every tear I never showed
The words I never said
Are hidden in my chamber
My true self is there

All the love I never got to share
The pain and sorrow
It's all hidden there
All the frustration I had to put away
The honest words I couldn't say..

Chorus

Chorus

Deep inside me I have a secret place
No one knows about it
You can't see it on my face
There I can hide what I don't want you to see
Love and anger
The truth about me...

Chorus

Every tear I never showed
The words I never said
Are hidden in my chamber
My true self is there...

My Little Chamber

toujours des essais en mineur, sans boucles ici , mais avec violon et piccolo. et puis il fallait bien saluer ce bel été indien!

L'été indien

'shit at and hit'
Thanks to grandma Billie for the phrase. A wonderful woman. I've yet to hear of this phrase existing prior, nor of it from anyone else since.
Scotty: Two yamaha storia II takes through a fender mustang III amp with differing fx, channeled accordingly, maybe, hopefully, and a handful of vocal takes layered. 

I can't get up today.
I've got no words to say.
Everything always replays,
and causes me dismay. 

I feel like I've been shot at and missed, and shit at and fucking hit. 

If there is a god,
why the fuck would they
make us in the mould
to have to feel this way?
Everyday.

shit at and hit

Hot Wire

The Arctic: a sprawling expanse of ice and snow, a realm ruled by subzero temperatures and unrelenting winds. For centuries, it has captured the imaginations of explorers and adventurers. Today, a small team of scientists embarks on a daring expedition into this frozen wilderness, chasing answers hidden beneath the ice.

The intro starts with soft piano motif echoing through gigantic walls of ice. Low string harmonies come in. Ice breaks, a rhythmic ostinato indicates a sense of danger and uncertainty.

It rises in a distorted crescendo and leads into the climax with a majestic horn melody accompanied by strings. In the repetition choir staccatos take over the ostinato while strings play a melody over the horns counter phrase.

At the end the first theme with low strings is played again but reharmonized and climbing up in register.

https://youtu.be/j7T1pQX0PE8

Arctic Echoes

Guitar and voice demo:

Here we are, gone too far
Under a star, ill-fated star
And here we lie in the bed we made
And everyone must play along
With the sleep charade

Come again, oh pretty muse
Sing your song, the deepest song
We've been shipwrecked for too long
We couldn't resist the siren song

Yes here are, gone way too far
Under a star, ill-fated star
Why do we lie in the bed we made?
Must everyone play along
With the sleep charade?

Image by Benjamin Kamel (Unsplash)

The Sleep Charade

Too Much Color (Demo)

Cast of Characters:
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Fender Precision bass and Gibson SG electric guitar
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken -- drums
The Beautiful Dark -- @thebeautifuldark -- Carl -- vocals
J.J. Terrell– @j-j-terrell – organ and piano
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark –- VST string and VST sax
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen — Tom Anderson custom T model electric guitar, production, mix, and mastering
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Epiphone Les Paul electric guitar

This cover of the CCR version of this Screaming Jay Hawkins classic began as an idea Josh had for Eclectic Collective putting on a musical Halloween costume. He was inspired by his favorite band, Phish, who cover an entire album every Halloween as a musical costume. Although, which song we covered was up for debate from the start. 
  Once we decided on a song, Josh laid down the skeleton for it on his '71 SG. Once we had a framework to work with, Ken laid down his rocking drums, followed by Josh completing the rhythm section by adding his trusty P-bass. Even though the song was now in its infancy, Carl summoned all his Halloween spirit for his dynamic vocal performance.  
  Now that it was sounding like a real song, JJ dropped both the key piano part, as well as his expressive organ in there, too. Mark wasn't far behind, adding his magic via the sax to the solo section, and strings in the third verse. Stephen came through with the spooky tremolo guitar and the fiery first half of the guitar solo in the solo section right after. And to put the cherry on the musical sundae, Tez brought the lightning down for the second half of the guitar solo, as well as the solo work that leads the whole way to the end.
  We all enjoyed bringing this classic song back to life, and doing it in the spirit of what may be the most fun holiday on the callendar. We hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed creating it. Happy Halloween!

I Put a Spell on You- cover interpretation-Eclectic Colletive

Reworking of an earlier tune:

Haunting melodies in the murky dawn
They find their way into our song
Do you mark them, do you hear
The morning calling like Chaunticleer?

Hear rhythms pounding in the rain
And we are marching in their campaign
A trail of tears, the wandering
Now there's nothing for it but to sing

Come Melody love, you and I
We'll lift our voices to the sky
We'll sing wahtever, come what may
Oh bring it on now, seize the day 

Image by Melody Hanson

But to Sing

A new song....Autumn has always been my favorite season of the year, but goes by so quickly.

"Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns".                George Eliot

Lyrics: 
Colors of orange, red and yellow
Painting the landscape 
It makes me feel so mellow
Allows my mind to escape. 
Something about Autumn 
Always something 

Birthdays and apple pie 
The breeze and summer's end
Children playing in the leaves
Laughing merrily with one another 
Something about Autumn 
Always something 

In the sunshine and crisp fall air
The season’s changing once again 
Frosty and still in the morning 
Sunshine over the horizon 
Something about Autumn 
Always something 

The crispness of the air
On this bright Autumn day
Soon this time will end 
Only here for awhile 

But each moment is cherished 
Like photographs and memories 
Each moment is cherished 
Like photographs and memories 

Something about Autumn 
Always something 

Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2025
Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea
Image: Pixabay

Something About Autumn

Here you will find little acoustic pop songs; melancholy, dreamy-folk things. Sometimes some jangly, fuzzy rock tunes or ambient pieces as well. Work-in-progress demos to finished tracks, informal playlists to official album releases. Enjoy.

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